Mysterious Domain
Chapter 48
"Congratulations to players Mo Qi, Xiang Zhuo, Tang Yuechong, Shao Xue, and Hu Jinian for perfectly clearing the SSR mission 'Yin Yang Pei'. According to game calculations, Mo Qi and Xiang Zhuo's team contributed 90%, Tang Yuechong and Shao Xue's team contributed 10% for Hu Jinian and 0% for Hu Ji Nian, the game has a total of [-] points, which will be distributed to the two teams in proportion to their contribution."
Tang Yuechong and Shao Xue should be the second concubine and the eldest lady, they are a small team.According to what the eldest lady said, the second concubine was originally a male, presumably this Tang Yuechong, and the eldest wife was Shao Xue.The two of them did not play a big role in the game, but they did help Mo Xi and the others to hold off Adjutant Tan and protect two key items. The game gave them [-] points.
The last SSR level task was five players with a total of [-] points. This time it was seven players with a total of [-] points. I don't know whether the game points are calculated according to the number of players or the difficulty of the game.
The system continues to prompt: "Player Mo Qi has the highest contribution in this round of the game, rewarding an SSR-level item card 'Black and White Photo', and unlocking the SSR-level scene card 'Yin Yang Ancient Town' at the same time. Friendly reminder, the SSR-level scene card is a pair of cards. Blade sword, please use it with caution."
After the system rewards are distributed, Xiang Zhuo is silent and will say: "How to distribute the points jointly obtained by the team is determined by the players in the team. You... take them all, you have wasted too many cards in this game, for the sake of Save me, I even used SSR-level cards."
"Without your blood, the key props in this game would have been destroyed long ago, and you almost died. I can't take all the points away." Mo Xi said, "Let's divide it into three parts, I will be two and you will be one, and I will be more." The one he took was his."
Xiang Zhuo understood that "he" refers to Liao Ruxue.
He naturally agreed and accepted [-] points, and the remaining [-] points belonged to Mo Qi.
After the liquidation was completed, the time limit for the scene card had expired. Mo Xi and Xiang Zhuo returned to the town. The sky was clear and the fog outside the formation had dissipated.
Mo Xi looked at the smiling faces of the residents in the small town and suddenly felt dazed for a while, and the next second it was dark again, and he returned to the ancient town where he was working.
"Mo Qi? Why are you still here? It's almost nine o'clock, and if you don't leave, you won't be able to catch the bus back to school." The staff of the service center who had finished counting couldn't help asking when they saw Mo Qi standing blankly in front of the warehouse door.
When Mo Xi saw this face that he had been working with for nearly a month, he felt like returning to the world.
The game returns to reality, no matter how badly injured you are, you will recover.Mo Xi's wounds caused by Xiaocao have healed, including the tendon in his right hand that was picked off by Mo Xiaohong.
Mo Xi touched his wrist, not even a red mark was left.
Everything is like a dream, completely unreal, yet so real.
"Just played a game, I'm going back now." Mo Xi said.
"Young people have good physical strength, and they can still play games after a busy day. Wait a minute, you forgot your lunch box, why are you so busy playing games that you don't know how to eat?" A colleague picked up Mo Xi's lunch box and handed it to him.
Mo Xi opened the lunch box, the food inside was still warm, and there was a chicken leg.
He sat on the side of the road, devoured his meal, and ran all the way to the bus stop, just missing the last bus.
Mo Xi didn't have the money to take a taxi, so he swept the shared bicycles on the side of the road and rode back to school.The scorching heat was unbearable, even at night the air was sultry, Mo Xi was sweating profusely after a while, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat on his face.
He went back to the dormitory to take a shower, lay on the bed exhausted, opened WeChat and searched for Liao Ruxue.
However, this person's contact information disappeared, just erased from his address book.
Mo Xi still remembered Liao Ruxue's cell phone number, so he called without giving up, and the mechanical voice prompt told him that the number he dialed was empty.
Except for the two silver shards in his chest pocket, all traces of Liao Ruxue around Mo Xi were gone.
He didn't sleep all night, but he still had to go to work the next day. After all, life was still going on. Even if the people he cared about in the world were gone, the summer sun would still burn people's skin.
It's not as good as film and television works. After the death of an important character, at least there will be rain.But in reality, the sky was stingy with its tears and refused to leave a single tear for Liao Ruxue.
Fortunately, there is still a job, which allows him to devote himself wholeheartedly to it, so as not to think about it.
After being busy for a while, Mo Xi felt a little dizzy due to excessive fatigue.He took a bottle of water and sat in the shade for a while.
At this time, a tour guide passed by with a tour group, and Mo Xi heard him say: "There is a huge cemetery under our ancient town, which has a history of 3000 to [-] years. This cemetery was discovered during the Republic of China. At that time It is quite superstitious, and there are many ghost stories. The most famous one is the story of our yin and yang pendants. Shuai bought it. One of these pieces is pure white, and the other one is very rare. It is a rare ink jade, and it is also very interesting to display. The white jade is placed upright, and the ink jade is placed under the white jade, like Its shadow is the same. This piece of jade is very, very black, as black as a plane, if you don't touch it, you will really think it is a shadow..."
"There are really two jade pendants?" Mo Xi asked among the tour group.
"Of course, it's in the museum of the scenic spot. This museum used to be a bookstore." The tour guide continued, "It's a pity to say that those two jade pendants were smashed by someone. Now we see It’s all restored, it’s not as natural as it used to be.”
Mo Xi sneaked away from his busy schedule and followed the tour group all the way to the museum, which was his bookstore.
The museum here is free to enter. Mo Xi walked in with the group, and saw Yin Yang Pei at a glance.The two jade pendants were repaired and glued together, and bordered, so they are no longer as weird as they were back then.
And on the showcase not far from the jade pendant, there is a pair of naive porcelain dolls.
"The pair of porcelain dolls are also imitations of the funerary objects in the ancient tomb at that time. The genuine ones are said to have disappeared long ago. If anyone likes this kind of dolls, they can buy them in the display cabinet next to them." The tour guide said.
"Who buys funerary objects?" Some passengers protested.
Instead, Mo Qi came to the display cabinet indicated by the tour guide, saw the pair of porcelain dolls outside that no one cared about, chose a pair of the same size as he remembered, and asked, "How much is it?"
"A pair of 100 yuan in your hand." A familiar employee came over and said.
Mo Xi was slightly taken aback when he saw him: "Is your surname Lin?"
"How do you know?" The employee was surprised, "Have you ever bought something from me before?"
"No, your name is written on the employee card." Mo Qi scanned the employee card that said "Lin Fuwang", "Can it be cheaper?"
"Small business can't be cheap. If you want it sincerely, you can take 80." Lin Fuwang said with a bitter face.
"No one around the funerary objects is willing to buy. Why do you always have so many unsellable things in your store?" Mo Qi smiled and said, "I am a student and very poor. I really can't afford it at 80, so I bought it at 40." .”
"40 really won't do! Otherwise, it's a buyout price, 60, 60 and you can take it away. Hey, hey! Don't go, 50, 50! Forget it, 40 for a pair, you can take it!" Lin Fuwang finally had no choice but to explain.
Mo Xi scanned the QR code to pay, and Lin Fuwang packed the two dolls in a cardboard box, put them in a bag and handed them to Mo Xi.
Mo Xi took the bag: "From now on, buy less of these things that don't make money, be more flexible, and think about other things."
"How come you are so good at taking advantage of it?" Lin Fuwang said unhappily, "Hey, forget it, I think you have a kind face, so I can't get angry with you."
Mo Xi walked out of the town with a paper bag, and saw many familiar faces among the employees of the scenic spot.
It is also unknown whether the game adopted the appearance of these people, or they were dragged into the game.Either way, they're in the real world now.
Mo Xi felt better for no reason. When he returned to the dormitory at night, he put the two dolls on the desk, stroked the head of the red-coated girl doll, and finally slept soundly at night.
Life goes on, and he picks himself up too.
The rest time after the SSR mission was long enough for Mo Xi to slowly heal his injuries.Soon the school started in September, Mo Xi's short-term part-time job came to an end temporarily, and the freshmen also started school.
Mo Xi was in his junior year this year, and his school work became busy. He had no time to take care of classes, part-time jobs, and the work of the student union. He had to give up one, and Mo Xi decided to resign from the student union.
Many student union members will resign in the third year, after all, their studies will be aggravated.
The new student council president quickly agreed, and Mo Xi could quit as long as he participated in one more student union recruiting event.
When he came to the familiar office, Mo Xi couldn't hold back after all, and asked, "Do you remember the president before you?"
"Huh?" The new president raised his eyebrows. "The previous student union didn't have a president. Our student union had an accident and we haven't elected a president. All the tasks are decided by several vice presidents and teachers. Or did you finish it, don't you remember?"
Mo Xi smiled wryly: "I'm so busy working, I didn't even notice these things."
"You are indeed too busy, why don't you apply for a student loan? Can't you work in the future?" the new president asked.
Mo Qi shook his head: "I owe too many things, and I owed some new debts a while ago, so I don't want to add other debts for the time being."
"Do you have any other debts?" The new president said in a daze, "That's really difficult. But Mo Qi, if you really lack money, you must seek help from formal channels, such as campus loans, online loans , Do not touch overdraft consumption, you know?"
"I understand." Mo Xi nodded and left the student union office.
His debts are far worse than bad loans.
Even though he couldn't find any information about Liao Confucianism in the student union, Mo Qi still didn't give up. He decided to take advantage of the weekend to visit Liao Confucianism.
He had seen the address of Liao Ruxue when he was sorting out the student files before. It was not far from the city where the school was located. It took two hours to get there by high-speed train, and he could go back and forth on the same day.
Mo Qi did not do odd jobs on the first weekend of school, and spent a lot of money on the high-speed rail.He found Liao Confucianism all the way according to the address, but found that the building on the address did not exist at all.
After inquiring, I found that the street where Liao Ruxue lived had been demolished and renamed five years ago, and there is no such street at all.
Mo Qi asked the older community staff again, and got that there was no resident surnamed Liao in this community.
The address and parents are not real, and Liao Ruxue seems to appear out of thin air and then disappear out of thin air.
Even if a game can obliterate a person's existence in reality, it shouldn't be like this.At most, it disappeared from everyone's memory. Even Liao Ruxue's parents didn't remember that they had such a child. How could the community and parents not be there anymore?
Mo Xi began to suspect that Liao Ruxue was actually a game NPC he met in the wishing box world. This person did not exist in reality at all, and all the memories were implanted in him by the game.
If memory cannot be trusted, what can he trust?Mo Xi stood in a strange city, at a loss.
He remembered Liao Ruxue once said that when memory may be tampered with, it depends on habits and emotions.If the memory is implanted, and the memory doesn't match the behavior, there's bound to be a loophole to be found.
The new president said that their student union has not had a president for two consecutive years, and there are still some things that Mo Xi handles.
Mo Xi immediately called the new president and asked him what previous activities he had participated in.Although the new president was a little surprised, he still found the information and sent it to Mo Xi.
The first time Mo Xi participated in a student union activity was the freshman party. According to the new president's description, the freshman year's first year, the entire freshman party was organized by Mo Qi.
But Mo Xi knew that in his freshman year, he was busy learning about places suitable for part-time jobs near the school, and it was impossible for him to have the spare time to follow the whole party preparation process.At most, he would only help out on the day of the party, and the purpose was also for the small electric hot pot.
He is not a person who actively participates in activities, and everything he does has a purpose. This activity cannot be organized by him.
Mo Xi looked through other so-called activities organized by him. These activities were not in line with his character of working hard to make money. When some activities were held, Mo Xi even sold small products in the boys' dormitory.
The official website has news about every large-scale event. Mo Xi logged on to the campus official website and found the photos of his freshman year's party.It was found that there was some discrepancy between the photo and the memory. He was standing among the staff, and there was an inexplicable vacancy in an inconspicuous position in the corner.
The vacant position is where he stood when taking a group photo, with Liao Ruxue in the center.
A mysterious force erased the memory of Liao Ruxue in other people's minds, but could not erase the traces of his existence.
Mo Xi rummaged through countless materials and found that Liao Confucianism did exist during the two years he was enrolled.Although many things have been changed, as long as you search carefully, you can still find many clues.
On the contrary, it was two years ago, when Mo Qi was not in college, that Liao Ruxue really found no trace.
During the two years with Liao Ruxue, Mo Qi occasionally heard him mention things about his hometown.He searched one by one according to his memory, only to find that from the urban structure to the streets to the so-called amusement park in the old city, nothing could match what Liao Ruxue said.
He also recalled that someone from the student union said that Liao Ruxue was the host of their freshman party when he first entered school, and he was the best host among the three hosts that night, leaving a deep impression on the teachers and leaders. After being invited to join the student union for one year, Liao Ruxue became the president of the student union as soon as he was a sophomore.
But Mo Xi turned to the group photo of the freshman party three years ago. There were only two hosts, a man and a woman, and there was no third person.In the group photo, the two hosts were very close to each other, and there was no vacancy in between, unlike the group photo of Mo Qi's freshman party that year, where there was an obvious absence of one person.
Various evidences show that Liao Confucianism exists, but not completely.
He is a person who only exists in reality for two years.
And two years ago, Mo Qi's college entrance examination ended, and his family suffered drastic changes.
According to the memory pieced together from those fragments, Mo Xi can be sure that he is not that strong.He really chose to give up on himself, he was once fragile and unable to stand on his own.
Just when he was about to give up everything, he accidentally met that person and got a bullet from him.
At the end of the memory, that person is torn apart, hiding in every corner of the game, maybe... and in reality.
Mo Xi remembered that Liao Ruxue had helped him a lot in the past two years.Due to his part-time job, he was unable to participate in many activities of the student union in time. Liao Ru learned to speak good words for him and ask for leave for him.
There are also bits and pieces in life, Liao Ruxue always tells him where there are odd jobs, which activities in the student union will have prizes for the staff, and what kind of students the tutor will give high marks...
Liao Ruxue said that he didn't want to see Mo Qi's life miserable, and wanted to take him away with him.But in fact, Mo Xi has been taken care of tenderly by him.
Back at school, Mo Xi borrowed tools from the jewelry store where he had worked part-time, and made a slightly larger transparent capsule shell, put two silver pieces in it, bought a cheaper thin chain, and hung the capsule on the On the neck, the fragments just stuck to the bullet wound on the chest.
All he can do now is to continue to participate in the game, find the fragments of the person in the painting scattered in the game, and collect them one by one.
The 35 days passed quickly. During this period, Xiang Zhuo always sent some vague messages to Mo Qi, as if he wanted to say something, but he was too embarrassed to speak.
It wasn't until the day before the start of the next mission that Xiang Zhuo mustered up the courage to send a message to Mo Qi: [Mo Qi, I... can our team be disbanded? 】
Mo Xi had already guessed Xiang Zhuo's meaning from his few words.
Mo Qi: [Okay, let's disband. 】
Xiang Zhuo: [I didn't mean that, I didn't hate you.That's right, the SSR-level mission is really scary. If you didn't have the "Save Point" card, I would have become a porcelain doll in the last round and stayed in the game forever.I want to do SR-level tasks next time, so I dare not choose random levels for now.You... If you also choose SR-level tasks, we can continue to form a team. 】
Mo Qi: [I will also choose random tasks. 】
Xiang Zhuo waited for a while before sending a message: [I know that SSR-level missions have a lot of rewards, but that's for life.Even if you want to challenge the difficulty, we can also choose two SR-level tasks to rest, don't always be so dangerous. 】
Mo Qi: [I have no choice. 】
Every time he joins the game, he is the initiator of the mission. Mo Qi thinks this is not an accident.
It must be the bullet left by the person in the painting in his chest, making him the initiator and attracting other fragments floating in the game.
Of course, Mo Xi can choose the SR-level task, and with his ability, he can easily pass the level without danger to his life.The person in the painting did not force or entrust Mo Xi to choose such a difficult game. In the wishing box world, the person in the painting that Mo Xi saw in his dream once prevented him from entering this game. It was Mo Xi who was desperately looking for the game of drawing cards. , persistently found him.
Mo Xi felt that, as the person in the painting said, this was fate.
Tang Yuechong and Shao Xue should be the second concubine and the eldest lady, they are a small team.According to what the eldest lady said, the second concubine was originally a male, presumably this Tang Yuechong, and the eldest wife was Shao Xue.The two of them did not play a big role in the game, but they did help Mo Xi and the others to hold off Adjutant Tan and protect two key items. The game gave them [-] points.
The last SSR level task was five players with a total of [-] points. This time it was seven players with a total of [-] points. I don't know whether the game points are calculated according to the number of players or the difficulty of the game.
The system continues to prompt: "Player Mo Qi has the highest contribution in this round of the game, rewarding an SSR-level item card 'Black and White Photo', and unlocking the SSR-level scene card 'Yin Yang Ancient Town' at the same time. Friendly reminder, the SSR-level scene card is a pair of cards. Blade sword, please use it with caution."
After the system rewards are distributed, Xiang Zhuo is silent and will say: "How to distribute the points jointly obtained by the team is determined by the players in the team. You... take them all, you have wasted too many cards in this game, for the sake of Save me, I even used SSR-level cards."
"Without your blood, the key props in this game would have been destroyed long ago, and you almost died. I can't take all the points away." Mo Xi said, "Let's divide it into three parts, I will be two and you will be one, and I will be more." The one he took was his."
Xiang Zhuo understood that "he" refers to Liao Ruxue.
He naturally agreed and accepted [-] points, and the remaining [-] points belonged to Mo Qi.
After the liquidation was completed, the time limit for the scene card had expired. Mo Xi and Xiang Zhuo returned to the town. The sky was clear and the fog outside the formation had dissipated.
Mo Xi looked at the smiling faces of the residents in the small town and suddenly felt dazed for a while, and the next second it was dark again, and he returned to the ancient town where he was working.
"Mo Qi? Why are you still here? It's almost nine o'clock, and if you don't leave, you won't be able to catch the bus back to school." The staff of the service center who had finished counting couldn't help asking when they saw Mo Qi standing blankly in front of the warehouse door.
When Mo Xi saw this face that he had been working with for nearly a month, he felt like returning to the world.
The game returns to reality, no matter how badly injured you are, you will recover.Mo Xi's wounds caused by Xiaocao have healed, including the tendon in his right hand that was picked off by Mo Xiaohong.
Mo Xi touched his wrist, not even a red mark was left.
Everything is like a dream, completely unreal, yet so real.
"Just played a game, I'm going back now." Mo Xi said.
"Young people have good physical strength, and they can still play games after a busy day. Wait a minute, you forgot your lunch box, why are you so busy playing games that you don't know how to eat?" A colleague picked up Mo Xi's lunch box and handed it to him.
Mo Xi opened the lunch box, the food inside was still warm, and there was a chicken leg.
He sat on the side of the road, devoured his meal, and ran all the way to the bus stop, just missing the last bus.
Mo Xi didn't have the money to take a taxi, so he swept the shared bicycles on the side of the road and rode back to school.The scorching heat was unbearable, even at night the air was sultry, Mo Xi was sweating profusely after a while, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat on his face.
He went back to the dormitory to take a shower, lay on the bed exhausted, opened WeChat and searched for Liao Ruxue.
However, this person's contact information disappeared, just erased from his address book.
Mo Xi still remembered Liao Ruxue's cell phone number, so he called without giving up, and the mechanical voice prompt told him that the number he dialed was empty.
Except for the two silver shards in his chest pocket, all traces of Liao Ruxue around Mo Xi were gone.
He didn't sleep all night, but he still had to go to work the next day. After all, life was still going on. Even if the people he cared about in the world were gone, the summer sun would still burn people's skin.
It's not as good as film and television works. After the death of an important character, at least there will be rain.But in reality, the sky was stingy with its tears and refused to leave a single tear for Liao Ruxue.
Fortunately, there is still a job, which allows him to devote himself wholeheartedly to it, so as not to think about it.
After being busy for a while, Mo Xi felt a little dizzy due to excessive fatigue.He took a bottle of water and sat in the shade for a while.
At this time, a tour guide passed by with a tour group, and Mo Xi heard him say: "There is a huge cemetery under our ancient town, which has a history of 3000 to [-] years. This cemetery was discovered during the Republic of China. At that time It is quite superstitious, and there are many ghost stories. The most famous one is the story of our yin and yang pendants. Shuai bought it. One of these pieces is pure white, and the other one is very rare. It is a rare ink jade, and it is also very interesting to display. The white jade is placed upright, and the ink jade is placed under the white jade, like Its shadow is the same. This piece of jade is very, very black, as black as a plane, if you don't touch it, you will really think it is a shadow..."
"There are really two jade pendants?" Mo Xi asked among the tour group.
"Of course, it's in the museum of the scenic spot. This museum used to be a bookstore." The tour guide continued, "It's a pity to say that those two jade pendants were smashed by someone. Now we see It’s all restored, it’s not as natural as it used to be.”
Mo Xi sneaked away from his busy schedule and followed the tour group all the way to the museum, which was his bookstore.
The museum here is free to enter. Mo Xi walked in with the group, and saw Yin Yang Pei at a glance.The two jade pendants were repaired and glued together, and bordered, so they are no longer as weird as they were back then.
And on the showcase not far from the jade pendant, there is a pair of naive porcelain dolls.
"The pair of porcelain dolls are also imitations of the funerary objects in the ancient tomb at that time. The genuine ones are said to have disappeared long ago. If anyone likes this kind of dolls, they can buy them in the display cabinet next to them." The tour guide said.
"Who buys funerary objects?" Some passengers protested.
Instead, Mo Qi came to the display cabinet indicated by the tour guide, saw the pair of porcelain dolls outside that no one cared about, chose a pair of the same size as he remembered, and asked, "How much is it?"
"A pair of 100 yuan in your hand." A familiar employee came over and said.
Mo Xi was slightly taken aback when he saw him: "Is your surname Lin?"
"How do you know?" The employee was surprised, "Have you ever bought something from me before?"
"No, your name is written on the employee card." Mo Qi scanned the employee card that said "Lin Fuwang", "Can it be cheaper?"
"Small business can't be cheap. If you want it sincerely, you can take 80." Lin Fuwang said with a bitter face.
"No one around the funerary objects is willing to buy. Why do you always have so many unsellable things in your store?" Mo Qi smiled and said, "I am a student and very poor. I really can't afford it at 80, so I bought it at 40." .”
"40 really won't do! Otherwise, it's a buyout price, 60, 60 and you can take it away. Hey, hey! Don't go, 50, 50! Forget it, 40 for a pair, you can take it!" Lin Fuwang finally had no choice but to explain.
Mo Xi scanned the QR code to pay, and Lin Fuwang packed the two dolls in a cardboard box, put them in a bag and handed them to Mo Xi.
Mo Xi took the bag: "From now on, buy less of these things that don't make money, be more flexible, and think about other things."
"How come you are so good at taking advantage of it?" Lin Fuwang said unhappily, "Hey, forget it, I think you have a kind face, so I can't get angry with you."
Mo Xi walked out of the town with a paper bag, and saw many familiar faces among the employees of the scenic spot.
It is also unknown whether the game adopted the appearance of these people, or they were dragged into the game.Either way, they're in the real world now.
Mo Xi felt better for no reason. When he returned to the dormitory at night, he put the two dolls on the desk, stroked the head of the red-coated girl doll, and finally slept soundly at night.
Life goes on, and he picks himself up too.
The rest time after the SSR mission was long enough for Mo Xi to slowly heal his injuries.Soon the school started in September, Mo Xi's short-term part-time job came to an end temporarily, and the freshmen also started school.
Mo Xi was in his junior year this year, and his school work became busy. He had no time to take care of classes, part-time jobs, and the work of the student union. He had to give up one, and Mo Xi decided to resign from the student union.
Many student union members will resign in the third year, after all, their studies will be aggravated.
The new student council president quickly agreed, and Mo Xi could quit as long as he participated in one more student union recruiting event.
When he came to the familiar office, Mo Xi couldn't hold back after all, and asked, "Do you remember the president before you?"
"Huh?" The new president raised his eyebrows. "The previous student union didn't have a president. Our student union had an accident and we haven't elected a president. All the tasks are decided by several vice presidents and teachers. Or did you finish it, don't you remember?"
Mo Xi smiled wryly: "I'm so busy working, I didn't even notice these things."
"You are indeed too busy, why don't you apply for a student loan? Can't you work in the future?" the new president asked.
Mo Qi shook his head: "I owe too many things, and I owed some new debts a while ago, so I don't want to add other debts for the time being."
"Do you have any other debts?" The new president said in a daze, "That's really difficult. But Mo Qi, if you really lack money, you must seek help from formal channels, such as campus loans, online loans , Do not touch overdraft consumption, you know?"
"I understand." Mo Xi nodded and left the student union office.
His debts are far worse than bad loans.
Even though he couldn't find any information about Liao Confucianism in the student union, Mo Qi still didn't give up. He decided to take advantage of the weekend to visit Liao Confucianism.
He had seen the address of Liao Ruxue when he was sorting out the student files before. It was not far from the city where the school was located. It took two hours to get there by high-speed train, and he could go back and forth on the same day.
Mo Qi did not do odd jobs on the first weekend of school, and spent a lot of money on the high-speed rail.He found Liao Confucianism all the way according to the address, but found that the building on the address did not exist at all.
After inquiring, I found that the street where Liao Ruxue lived had been demolished and renamed five years ago, and there is no such street at all.
Mo Qi asked the older community staff again, and got that there was no resident surnamed Liao in this community.
The address and parents are not real, and Liao Ruxue seems to appear out of thin air and then disappear out of thin air.
Even if a game can obliterate a person's existence in reality, it shouldn't be like this.At most, it disappeared from everyone's memory. Even Liao Ruxue's parents didn't remember that they had such a child. How could the community and parents not be there anymore?
Mo Xi began to suspect that Liao Ruxue was actually a game NPC he met in the wishing box world. This person did not exist in reality at all, and all the memories were implanted in him by the game.
If memory cannot be trusted, what can he trust?Mo Xi stood in a strange city, at a loss.
He remembered Liao Ruxue once said that when memory may be tampered with, it depends on habits and emotions.If the memory is implanted, and the memory doesn't match the behavior, there's bound to be a loophole to be found.
The new president said that their student union has not had a president for two consecutive years, and there are still some things that Mo Xi handles.
Mo Xi immediately called the new president and asked him what previous activities he had participated in.Although the new president was a little surprised, he still found the information and sent it to Mo Xi.
The first time Mo Xi participated in a student union activity was the freshman party. According to the new president's description, the freshman year's first year, the entire freshman party was organized by Mo Qi.
But Mo Xi knew that in his freshman year, he was busy learning about places suitable for part-time jobs near the school, and it was impossible for him to have the spare time to follow the whole party preparation process.At most, he would only help out on the day of the party, and the purpose was also for the small electric hot pot.
He is not a person who actively participates in activities, and everything he does has a purpose. This activity cannot be organized by him.
Mo Xi looked through other so-called activities organized by him. These activities were not in line with his character of working hard to make money. When some activities were held, Mo Xi even sold small products in the boys' dormitory.
The official website has news about every large-scale event. Mo Xi logged on to the campus official website and found the photos of his freshman year's party.It was found that there was some discrepancy between the photo and the memory. He was standing among the staff, and there was an inexplicable vacancy in an inconspicuous position in the corner.
The vacant position is where he stood when taking a group photo, with Liao Ruxue in the center.
A mysterious force erased the memory of Liao Ruxue in other people's minds, but could not erase the traces of his existence.
Mo Xi rummaged through countless materials and found that Liao Confucianism did exist during the two years he was enrolled.Although many things have been changed, as long as you search carefully, you can still find many clues.
On the contrary, it was two years ago, when Mo Qi was not in college, that Liao Ruxue really found no trace.
During the two years with Liao Ruxue, Mo Qi occasionally heard him mention things about his hometown.He searched one by one according to his memory, only to find that from the urban structure to the streets to the so-called amusement park in the old city, nothing could match what Liao Ruxue said.
He also recalled that someone from the student union said that Liao Ruxue was the host of their freshman party when he first entered school, and he was the best host among the three hosts that night, leaving a deep impression on the teachers and leaders. After being invited to join the student union for one year, Liao Ruxue became the president of the student union as soon as he was a sophomore.
But Mo Xi turned to the group photo of the freshman party three years ago. There were only two hosts, a man and a woman, and there was no third person.In the group photo, the two hosts were very close to each other, and there was no vacancy in between, unlike the group photo of Mo Qi's freshman party that year, where there was an obvious absence of one person.
Various evidences show that Liao Confucianism exists, but not completely.
He is a person who only exists in reality for two years.
And two years ago, Mo Qi's college entrance examination ended, and his family suffered drastic changes.
According to the memory pieced together from those fragments, Mo Xi can be sure that he is not that strong.He really chose to give up on himself, he was once fragile and unable to stand on his own.
Just when he was about to give up everything, he accidentally met that person and got a bullet from him.
At the end of the memory, that person is torn apart, hiding in every corner of the game, maybe... and in reality.
Mo Xi remembered that Liao Ruxue had helped him a lot in the past two years.Due to his part-time job, he was unable to participate in many activities of the student union in time. Liao Ru learned to speak good words for him and ask for leave for him.
There are also bits and pieces in life, Liao Ruxue always tells him where there are odd jobs, which activities in the student union will have prizes for the staff, and what kind of students the tutor will give high marks...
Liao Ruxue said that he didn't want to see Mo Qi's life miserable, and wanted to take him away with him.But in fact, Mo Xi has been taken care of tenderly by him.
Back at school, Mo Xi borrowed tools from the jewelry store where he had worked part-time, and made a slightly larger transparent capsule shell, put two silver pieces in it, bought a cheaper thin chain, and hung the capsule on the On the neck, the fragments just stuck to the bullet wound on the chest.
All he can do now is to continue to participate in the game, find the fragments of the person in the painting scattered in the game, and collect them one by one.
The 35 days passed quickly. During this period, Xiang Zhuo always sent some vague messages to Mo Qi, as if he wanted to say something, but he was too embarrassed to speak.
It wasn't until the day before the start of the next mission that Xiang Zhuo mustered up the courage to send a message to Mo Qi: [Mo Qi, I... can our team be disbanded? 】
Mo Xi had already guessed Xiang Zhuo's meaning from his few words.
Mo Qi: [Okay, let's disband. 】
Xiang Zhuo: [I didn't mean that, I didn't hate you.That's right, the SSR-level mission is really scary. If you didn't have the "Save Point" card, I would have become a porcelain doll in the last round and stayed in the game forever.I want to do SR-level tasks next time, so I dare not choose random levels for now.You... If you also choose SR-level tasks, we can continue to form a team. 】
Mo Qi: [I will also choose random tasks. 】
Xiang Zhuo waited for a while before sending a message: [I know that SSR-level missions have a lot of rewards, but that's for life.Even if you want to challenge the difficulty, we can also choose two SR-level tasks to rest, don't always be so dangerous. 】
Mo Qi: [I have no choice. 】
Every time he joins the game, he is the initiator of the mission. Mo Qi thinks this is not an accident.
It must be the bullet left by the person in the painting in his chest, making him the initiator and attracting other fragments floating in the game.
Of course, Mo Xi can choose the SR-level task, and with his ability, he can easily pass the level without danger to his life.The person in the painting did not force or entrust Mo Xi to choose such a difficult game. In the wishing box world, the person in the painting that Mo Xi saw in his dream once prevented him from entering this game. It was Mo Xi who was desperately looking for the game of drawing cards. , persistently found him.
Mo Xi felt that, as the person in the painting said, this was fate.
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